"Luscious, angelic Aelwyd. Forever musical and in-selfish you may be. The seven angles before you in all your grandeur; man seek to drag before you like a frail insect seeking sanctuary from ongoing battle between nature. They dare to think they can witness your beauty and affection. They cannot. Only I can."
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Princess Aelwyd Velaryon was born from Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne, and Ser Laenor Velaryon, under starlight and calm night, gifting her with ethereal allure and cordiality. The men would bask in her benevolence and women would cringe in prejudice at the mention of the bewitching and loving princess. The princess had indeed grown into her handsome features over a decade, leaving the realm to wonder who would viciously brawl and murder for the Princess Aelwyd's hand. It was intact to say the nobles and peasants distaste and disturbance when it was revealed the princess was secretly betrothed to the disfigured Prince Aemond Targaryen.
(Aemond Targaryen x OC)
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Warning - displays anti-social behaviour such as kidnapping, stalking, stealing, violent murders, general creepy, obsessive behaviour and mature scenes.
#31 for aegoniitargaryen
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fmaefmae - all rights reserved.
In that moment, he was willing, more than willing, to submit to her in every possible way. He was her humbled devotee willing to do anything to please her, to satisfy her.
He would crawl to her, kneel before her, follow her word as if they were gospel. He would not just worship, he would serve at her every beck and call, devoted to her as the Septons to the Seven.